once a week he ate with her and her husband, doug and her son victor. the other nights he ate in the burgerking on the corner, he had an own place. and he put the book back and pushed the three books on the sidewall. actually, it was a face, three books in a large bookcase, but he couldn't bring this to change.or he would have to write more books, or buy. however, books of other writers interested him. once he had considered the bookcase to break with the old and dirty. but that he had suffered. he left everything to the old.
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